That's Enough by Roscoe Robinson

This tale of lovers' bliss from Arkansas-born Roscoe Robinson seems to me to epitomise everything that's great about early sixties soul music. There may be no overt social or racial consciousness here, but there is a simple joyousness and a lust for life that springs from this record the moment you put it on. Try listening to it without dancing, and try dancing to it without a smile on your face.